Mariette And The Cowboy (Western Night Series 2)

by Rosie Harper

  Sadly, the sensations the forest imposed on her other senses denied her even the possibility of hoping that she was insane. What she saw back in “Primal” was true, all of it. The two men she was with really did turn into bears before her very eyes, hair and teeth growing out and everything. In her panic, she ran down the stairs and into the forest, breaking her heels and ripping out what little clothes she had on her person. And the towering beast with the eyebrow piercing had been stalking her ever since.

  “If you’re going to rip me up, then just do it already!” the woman screamed as she parted her hands, exposing a face that was still very pretty, despite the ruined make-up.

  “Now, why would we want to do that to a pretty thing like you?” a voice echoed through the bushes, right behind the bear that stood near Kate. It was Jasper, that much was certain, but this time the voice had a rougher, less human quality, as if he roared while he spouted words.

  “I’ve asked you nicely,” the beast with the piercing let its voice be heard, slowly shrinking and altering its form into that of a human male. The voice possessed the same trait, but it was obviously younger, and it hit some obscure part of Kate that instantly triggered her lust, despite her better judgment.

  The nude figure of Jasper now standing right behind him, the younger man continued: “You said you knew. You said you wanted something unbound, something primal,” his every word seemed to cause contractions in Kate’s nether regions, “We thought you knew. We were certain that you knew!”

  “You were certain, Rick,” the older man interceded, causing another jolt of electricity to spread through Kate’s abdomen with just a handful words, “I merely guessed. I seem to have guessed wrong.”

  Silently, the two of them looked into the woman’s eyes, unblinking. They were mostly human, aside from some additional hair, yellowish eyes, and visibly oversized teeth, and every single one of those features only served to send the doctor further away from rationality and into a state of lusty abandon.

  Slowly, Rick walked toward her, his intent unknown to her, and who knows what he might have done if it wasn’t for a single gesture on Kate’s part: in a single motion, she laid down on her back, spread her legs and removed the thongs from where they’ve buried themselves into her, revealing a soaking, gaping orifice.

  Achingly, and without a hint of shame, the doctor let out a long moan, signaling to Rick that she was in considerable distress, and that he was the only one who could save her from it. Without a hint of hesitation, his manhood rose within less than a second, and his expression changed from that of confusion into that of all-consuming want.

  With determination, the man stepped toward her prone body, drawn in by her exposed lower lips. He began growling sensually, now even more aroused by the smell that his animalistic senses picked up from the air. Driven by the basest of impulses, Rick kneeled before the woman’s spread legs, grabbing them with his powerful hands while looking her straight in the eyes.

  “So you were right after all,” he said, a second before plunging his immense member into her, causing the surge of electricity that kept expanding through her body to kick into overdrive. “This was truly what you wanted,” the man concluded, right as he commenced thrusting.

  The sensations spreading to every corner of her sizeable body, Kate let out another moan, this one louder and even less dignified than the previous one. It didn’t sound particularly human, more like something belonged to an animal, controlled by its own instincts and little else. Then, with each new thrust, she gasped and let out another one, each more powerful than the last, directly following the intensity of the pleasurable sensations that rippled through her body.

  Having picked up on what was going on in front of him, Rick upped his pace, making the tiny explosions of enjoyment within Kate’s body even more frequent and intense. With this, the sounds she made also increased in frequency, indicating that she enjoyed this violation to no end.

  Now in overdrive, the man started jackhammering as hard as his inhuman body could, which far exceeded the sexual strength of any man the doctor has even been with, and then some. Every muscle in his body contorting, he lifted his head up, roaring toward the night sky, as his hips rapidly moved forward and backward, not giving the space between the woman’s legs the tiniest chance to recover.

  Her body shaking uncontrollably, unable to resist the tide of pleasurable sensations that kept assaulting her from within and without, Kate felt her insides melt under the incursion of an orgasm that was so powerful she could not breathe. The moans she used to let out so rapidly now converged, forming a single, extended sound that permeated the area as her spread legs slowly descended onto the earth.

  For a while she floated like that, unfeeling to all but the supreme bliss that this bear-man had invoked within her body. By the time she came to, which could have been anything between a minute and an hour, the doctor found herself facing the pulsating manhood of Jasper, standing above her as he was, the want readily visible on his face.

  “Told you I will get my due, beautiful,” the older man spoke, the bestial coarseness of his voice enflaming the passions that kept burning within the woman’s body while Rick still kept taking her from his end. Driven far beyond the controls of rationality by her passion, Kate responded the only way she could: by opening her mouth wide.

  She would have let out another long moan as well, but the intrusion of Jasper’s sizeable member into her throat had snuffed it out completely. Gagging, but not really feeling the discomfort, the lust-taken woman started working on Jasper with all the power of a high quality vacuum cleaner. She was just about to kick it up herself, wanting to finish the man off as soon as possible, but then something happened that put that intention on hold: Inflamed by his own desire and well on the edge himself, a gasping Rick exploded deep inside her abdomen.

  Taken by surprise, she slowed down with Jasper, taking a short moment to enjoy the wet, slippery feeling that the younger man’s ejaculation had caused within her, but the seasoned were-bear would have none of it. The very second that Rick finished pulling out, the older man did so as well on his end, grabbing the woman underneath her arms and flipping her forward on her elbows and knees as if she was no heavier than a large pillow.

  “No breaks allowed with old Jasper, honey,” he said, pressing his tip onto her gaping orifice while the thick, warm stream of Rick’s ejaculate still dripped out from inside. The woman barely had the time to catch her breath when he showed himself into her, mercilessly.

  Even though Rick had just given it to her hard, Kate’s eyes widened as soon as the whole of Jasper wound up inside her. The previous one was really large, but this one was even more immense, and she had no idea as to why it didn’t feel that way while it was down her throat. It must be from all the food, a small piece of her rational side tried to crack a joke before it was blown away by another tide of raw sensation.

  As the man thrust, so did the wet feeling within the woman seemingly ignite, burning away the last traces of restraint from her body and soul. Completely and utterly free from anything resembling a rational thought, Kate moaned and screamed, asking for more in words and phrases that she didn’t know existed before.

  Pleased with the effect they had on her, Jasper started jackhammering himself, intent on finally getting what was his, while a visibly still aroused Rick sat nearby to observe. The sight of Rick’s expression when he saw her being taken from behind by his pack leader turned her on so much that the resulting orgasm was ever harder than the previous one.

  In attaining climax, however, Kate squeezed on Jasper’s oversized manhood, causing the shape-shifter to explode himself, apparently far earlier than he had intended. The man’s own pleasure-induced roar followed that of the doctor, as they both collapsed on the ground, one on top of the other.

  ***

  “Come on, Kate, we’ll be late for the meet,” Rick spoke out, clearly not amused but not angry either. His wife had a tendency toward making people wait for her, espe
cially when it was about finishing her desert.

  “It’ll be done when it’s done,” she replied, taking special effort so as not to spoil the taste of her chocolate ice cream; the kind with white sprinkles. Pouting while she savored the taste, the woman tried to fake an expression of discontent, but it didn’t work. Living with Rick and with the rest of the gang had been an absolute blast.

  Granted, she had to pull all the strings she had in order to get transferred into this particular area, but it was all worth it. A doctor’s salary, a loving husband, and a sex life to die for; they were hers, all obtained by taking one little trip to a remote place that seemed somewhat interesting. Her pout having unintentionally turned into a smile, she and Rick exchanged an affectionate gaze while he waited for her near the table, before she took another spoonful and devoured it sensually.

  “Is there anything in particular on your mind, my dear?” The man asked, his eyes rapidly moving from her eyes over her cleavage, her new tattoo, and back up. Bear people were amazing at sensing the emotional states of others, even more so after spending a certain amount of time with them. And the two of us, well… we’re together all the time.

  Her taste buds overwhelmed with the intertwined flavors of white and brown chocolate, the woman delivered a closed-mouthed smile, waiting for the gustatory apex to subside before finally delivering her answer. “I was just thinking about how much things have changed, honey. Of how everything with us and with the rest you just… clicked, and about how happy you’ve made me feel. That is all.” Slowly, she took another mouthful, letting the taste expand within her oral cavity again while waiting for his response.

  “I was just wondering if you had any…” Rick dragged his chair right next to hers, caressing her right breast with one hand, while letting the other rest on her shoulder. Dragging his fingers into the soft area in between her bosom, he slowly pulled them out before dragging them over the tribal “teeth” tattoo that now decorated the area above her collarbones. “I was wondering if you had any regrets, is all,” her husband finally said, the tone of his voice betraying just how much he cared about her well-being.

  I love it when the big strong bear gets all mushy, the doctor thought, barely able to hide her amusement. A while ago, this kind of attitude would have turned her off. Commitment was not something she had wanted out of a partner. But this man… she was willing to go all the way with him, and whenever he’d show her a vulnerable side, it didn’t bother her. And the sex… the sex was beyond incredible, whether it was with him or with Jasper. Or with both at the same time.

  “Don’t be silly, my oversized teddy bear,” the doctor finally answered, planting a passionate, chocolate flavored kiss upon Rick’s lips. “Joining up with the Raging Ursine was the best decision of my life.” Her husband now appeared somewhat relieved, but Kate didn’t let the first sign of success discourage her from continuing what she wanted to say.

  “Honey, before I got here, I was a mess. Sure, I’ve worked for an impressive paycheck, and I’ve obviously eaten well, but I had next to no idea about what I wanted to do with my life. Besides colleagues, I had no real friends and I couldn’t connect with anyone romantically, and I filled that hole with one-night stands.”

  Softly, she caressed the beard that Rick cultivated on his chin before continuing “Something was missing from my life, and I didn’t know what it was. Now I’ve learned, but not by myself. You showed me; you and the rest of the Raging Ursine tribe.” Letting her husband think about what she said, Kate took the last piece of ice cream with her spoon, placing it into her mouth and letting the wondrous sensation lead her to enjoyment.

  When she was done, she turned toward Rick and, right after kissing him again, she resumed her story. “I was not made for what they had over there. The coldness, the rules, the emotional distance; all of it had killed me. But you… you’ve succeeded at reinvigoratingthe shell that civilization had left behind. And now here I am, yours to do with as you please.”

  “Mine and Jasper’s,” Rick finally replied after a somewhat long silence. Ah, yes, Kate reminded herself. He was never keen on the Primacy rule, but followed it regardless. The pack leader had Primacy over everything that the other members of his pack possessed. They had to share it, and even act as if it was their pleasure to provide. The pack leaders themselves were subjected to the same rule by the tribe’s Alpha. Some of the bears enjoyed it. Rick didn’t.

  “But honey, isn’t that your way of life?” Kate asked, trying to calm her man’s bottled fury. Sometimes, it appeared as if the reserves of rage within the man were endless, though.

  “It is, Kate. It most definitely is.” He looked through her now, his mind having left the moment and flew far away into the future. She didn’t like it when he did that. Rick was fierce, loyal and wild, but also way smarter than he seemed. As much as it seemed that she was misplaced in her world, sometimes her husband seemed like a stranger here.

  “Know another thing about our way of life?” He finally spoke, grim determination coloring his voice. Slightly worried about what it might mean, the doctor nevertheless felt herself getting aroused by its primal tone. Not waiting for her to respond, he met her gaze with his own before speaking again “Pack leaders do get challenged from time to time. Especially older ones like Jasper.”

  His attitude surprised her. Jasper was old indeed, but everything about him always appeared so spry and virile. There was no way he was going down easy. Unintentionally, Kate smiled. He might not have been made out for this, but Rick has adapted just fine.

  “You’re not implying-“

  “I’m not gonna do a thing,” Rick cut her off. “Not now, not soon. But one of these days, months, years, the old man is going down.” Fiercely, he rose, extending the palm of his right hand to Kate, just as he did when they’ve first met. “And then, my love, you will be mine and mine alone.”

  Wild, aggressive, and smart to boot, Kate thought, pleased at the jackpot she hit. Not saying a word, she extended her hand in response, allowing her man to demonstrate his power by helping her up.

  Oh, I’ll test your strength in numerous other ways tonight, lover boy, her wild side roared within her as she rose to her feet.

  As you and your pack leader will test mine.

  THE END

  BONUS BOOK 1

  Beware The Bear

  BBW Romance

  By: Jodie Springer

  Beware The Bear

  It was well past four in the morning.

  For most decent folk, this time of day existed only in theory, caught up as they were in getting their necessary dose of sleep. Others worshipped this short period as a time of freedom, an eye-blink during which they were away from the prying eyes of others. Then, there were people like Mary. For her, four in the morning meant that work was just about to get serious.

  Employed as she was in the Dame of Hearts, one of the sleaziest strip joints around, working late was a necessary requirement. From dusk ‘till dawn, girls and women of all ages put their bodies up for show, all for the amusement of various gentle, and not-so-gentle-men.

  And when the show ended, their jobs did not, for while the striptease itself provided a decent paycheck, the best way to make real money was and remained in the private chambers. In there, away from distractions, the feminine employees of the Dame of Hearts were to cater to the needs of patrons with more explicit tastes.

  Mary used to relish the opportunity to take part in these private shows. Money is money, she thought, and life was easy and good for a time. Then, when it all got old, she kept doing it anyway, until a time came when the whole thing started disgusting her. Now, halfway between the ages of thirty and forty, “Rose,” the stripper that used to enflame the passions of the Dame’s patrons like no other, only performs public dances, and even they bore her to no end.

  Although her age hasn’t harmed the woman’s looks in a significant way, the hassles and obligations of keeping her appearance up to par with that of the recently arrived girls
was starting to get more than annoying. Rose’s necessary repertoire of exercises expanded significantly every year. As if in response, the list of foods she could consume, as well as their quantity, kept shrinking. Worst of all, year after year, that horrible question she tried her best to ignore kept lashing out again and again: Will she have to invest in plastic surgery soon?

  As always, Mary eliminated that thought as soon as it reared its ugly head. Unsurprisingly, none of the patrons managed to notice what she was wrestling with as Rose performed her dance. From the very second the stripper stepped onto the stage, her body exploded with energy. Every small and large undulation was immaculate, practiced to perfection within years of passionate and committed practice.

  I used to think that the dirty dance gave me power, she though, tilting her head back in order to put her ample bosom and backside into greater prominence, all for the enjoyment of the eager clientele. “Rose!” They kept cheering, “Give us some more sugar, baby!”

  But only now, after so much time do I finally see, Rose was about to conclude, as her hands found their way to the forward clasp of her bra, that they are the ones with power over me.

  In one motion, Rose unfastened the garment that concealed what was left of her modesty from the world, exposing two substantial globes of jiggling flesh for all to see. Unsurprisingly, the move was met with ovation, and the stripper knew that it was time to kick it into high gear.

  It’s completely pointless, the thought wouldn’t leave her head as she rotated her body in such a way that her impressively sized breasts moved around in a perfect circular motion.

  As was usually the case, the money came raining down then. A layman would consider this to be a crowning achievement, but all working girls knew that those bills were often of the lowest possible value. Everyone is always cheap when it comes to the public show, she reminded herself.